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kingpin skinny pimp - hurts village ii lyrics

[intro: pretty tony]
get+get+get+get+get+get+get+get
get+get+get+get+get+get buck
get+get+get+get+get+get+get+get
get+get+get+get+get+get buck

[verse 1: kingpin skinny pimp]
silent night, there’s no light
that’s when i start creepin’ like a hitman
scope my man, then i toss the dynamite
my fault, you got caught, shouldn’t of been a bystander
bullet lead, in the head to n+ggas i got ana’ with
you scattеr, no matter how fast you can race
it’ll bust, it’ll blow through the back of your facе
lunatic, wreckin sh+t, first i sign the contract
somethin’ like a crazy check, to place you in the kroger bag
bl++dy, suddenly i scratch ’em off my hit list
i just wanna cap a n+gga, just to make my rep bigger
dangerously, anxiously, i ain’t no motherf+ckin’ g
f+ck merry christmas, all i wanna do is trick or treat
you ain’t cool, d+mn fool, chrome to your f+ckin’ dome
you’re listenin’ to the hurts village al capone

[verse 2: 211]
hurts village
that’s where i’m comin’, trick
dope fiend, shootin’ up cops, i’ll light your ass, with a match, b+tch
don’t be talkin’ that sh+t, the hood is the warzone
n+ggas run up, my gauge is still poppin’ cone
knife in the throat, so, choke off your blood, ho
stomp be kickin’ the sh+t out your ass with a steel tone
suckers they steppin’ broke, i hope you got big nuts
ain’t a d+mn thing changed, i’m still droppin ’em n+ggas like ducks
breakin’ your f+ckin jaw, parkin’ my fist in your grill, b+tch
finger’s on the trigger, boom, dropped his ass in a ditch
so get ghost, n+gga, my glock will be rockin’
so bring it on, this is the hurts village al capone
[verse 3: kingpin skinny pimp]
duck, n+gga, dodge, n+gga, i’ma pull the f+ckin’ trigger
watkins and brown, smokey city, down with the skinny n+gga
pistol grip, don’t you slip, just incase your ass do
smith and wesson, don’t be guessin’, stupid ass, i thought you knew
bullet proof, f+ck you, target for destruction
keep on your vest, protect your chest, i’m aimin’ for your face, son
ah, mane, i’m insane, people say i’m crazy
bullsh+t, suck my d+ck, then i yell out gravy
first degree, robbery, then i kick back laughin’
rollin clean’ ’cause i made a mean stang, now i’m high cappin’
turn up the bump, blow a junt, then i’m kickin’ a.c
windows tinted, don’t look in it, suckers f+ckin’ nosey
leather hat, fur coat, skinny to the f+ckin’ bone
you listenin’ to the hurts village al capone

[verse 4: 211]
hurts village, hurts village
you know the project is pimpin’, so, some might get blowed up
211 is snappin’ necks, these hoes got ’em sewed up
yeah, i’m still crazy, i’m shootin’ just to see you dead
pull from the sawed off, buckshots all in your f+ckin’ head
pure insanity, my blows are comin’ quick
a crazy n+gga named 211’s who you f+ckin’ with
i’ll battle you sissy ho punk motherf+ckers
you better chill, 211’s inflictin’ pain, hittin’ harder than holyfield
armed like the armor truck, don’t try to stop me or you’ll get bucked
pimpin’ and robbin’, and droppin’ them suckers like ducks
211 is project born, hurts village is where i stay
b+tches they wanna check, you know that you got to pay
with a capital a, now can you spell it, jones?
you’re listenin’ to hurts village al capone

- kingpin skinny pimp lyrics

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